Jean-Claude shrugs slightly, although the smile that spreads across his face in response to the question is hardly innocent. "A handsome young man like yourself?" he questions. "Who could ruin such a pretty face? No, mon ami. I will not allow it. Perhaps you are not where you are safest, but I assure you. No harm will come to you in this territory tonight." His smile cracks a little wider. "So long as you are under my protection, of course."